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Connection

“In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.” – Alex Haley One of my favorite parts of documenting my family’s life is capturing the connection between my husband and son. They’re like two peas in a pod and I love capturing that bond.  My son is too young now to be able to remember these moments later, so I hope these images give him a glimpse of what a special time his childhood was for us.  Posted in response to this week’s WordPress photo challenge.

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Summertime

“Summertime is always the best of what might be.” – Charles Bowden I can’t remember enjoying a summer this much since I was a kid basking in the break from school.  There was a time in childhood when summer seemed to last forever, but as I got older, the impending start of the new school year seemed to approach faster and loom heavier on the horizon.  Now I have no worries about school and, at least for a few more years, neither does my son.  For now, we just get to savor the joys of heading out to the park, making the most of longer days and later bedtimes. Most of the time, our son just runs around.  Literally.  Sometimes in circles.  Sometimes to a destination that only he knows.  Sometimes he makes use of a soccer ball or other toy.  Eventually, we find our way to the playground.  It’s so much fun to watch him expend all that energy and remember what it was like to be a child.  And on the best days, …

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Finding value in the in-between

“If we are always arriving and departing, it is also true that we are eternally anchored.  One’s destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things.” – Henry Miller I have a tendency to hurry, especially when it comes to getting places, literally or figuratively.  I focus on the goal and often consider the process to be a necessary inconvenience. My husband, thankfully, is the opposite.  He can find productivity and joy in the in-between moments and is never bored.  I sincerely hope he passes this ability along to our kids.  Despite his habitual tardiness (finding joy in the in-between moments must come with a downside 😉 ), and mine as a result, I’ve managed to pick up on some these positive behaviors which has helped me see the in-between time not as time wasted, but as time to find value in.  I’m not always successful, but I’m learning to see and appreciate these moments more often, especially when they involve our son. Using my camera has helped me to …

Moments to savor

“How did it get so late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?” ― Dr. Seuss Our family is spread throughout the country, so we really relish  the time we get to spend with them. We’ve begun a bit of a tradition (I’m choosing to call two years a tradition 🙂 ) where my husband’s mother visits  us on Mother’s Day.  And this year, his dad joined us too. We spent a lot of time on the back porch just enjoying the spring weather and made it out to a Nationals game too (in what felt much more like summer weather). As I watched my son engage with his grandparents and them with him, I found myself wanting to stretch those moments and slow down time.  And take even more pictures. 🙂  A week passes by much too soon when you’re having fun. Next week, my mom and nephews are visiting, so thankfully, we …

It’s a blur

“There is no such thing as perpetual tranquility of mind while we live here; because life itself is but motion, and can never be without desire, nor without fear, no more than without sense.” – Thomas Hobbes There’s nothing more rewarding as a parent than watching my son grow. And even though everyone warned me, I didn’t expect that it would happen so fast. Somehow, in watching other people parent, things seem to happen more slowly. Maybe because I don’t witness the daily developments that turn into bigger milestones. When people ask how my son is doing, I feel like I say the same things month after month. “Oh, he’s running/climbing all over.” Or, “He’s using more words now.” It’s difficult to convey what these cursory reports really mean to us. And likely people don’t really want to hear all the details of how my son mastered a piece of playground equipment that he’s been attempting for weeks. 🙂 It’s hard to explain how special it feels to hear your toddler put a string of words together …

Keep hoping machine running

“Work more and better.  Keep hoping machine running.  Dream good.” – from Woody Guthrie’s 1942 New Year’s Resolution List  I’m not much on New Year’s resolutions, but I do appreciate the symbolic beginning that the new year brings.  It’s a refreshing time to remember goals and make plans.  A few weeks ago, I wrote about boycotting my to-do list.  Now that the harried pace of the holidays are past, I’m much more energized to work on the personal projects on my to-do list.  I also learned something really helpful in a recent article on the psychology of the to-do list and what that nagging of our subconscious really means.  Apparently, the nagging has a name–the Zeigarnik effect–and new research is showing that instead of trying to get us to finish incomplete tasks, the nagging may be the brain’s way of telling us to just make a plan to finish those tasks. Maria Popova quotes the researcher’s nicely, “The persistence of distracting thoughts is not an indication that the unconscious is working to finish the task. Nor is it the unconscious nagging …

Boycotting my to-do list

“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.” — Sylvia Plath This time of year always sneaks up on me.  Although my family celebrates Christmas with gifts, I like to pretend that I maintain a bit of separation from some of the crazed consumerism that takes over around the holidays.  (I may also pretend it’s because I have lofty ideals about the real spirit of the holidays, but mostly I’d just rather be doing other things [like catching up on editing these photos from November] and I really don’t like to shop. 🙂 ) However, about three weeks before Christmas, something happens.  Whether it’s the holiday music playing when I write out our cards (I do send cards, at least), the festive commercials between segments of Love Actually (my favorite!), or even the glittering displays at Target (which I finally start to acknowledge after Thanksgiving), a mild panic starts creeping in. I realize that I can’t check out of Christmas altogether after all and that I do actually …